Poor Sir Buckstone Abbott, Bart! Not only does he own Walsingford Hall, one of the least attractive stately homes in the country, he has to take in paying guests to keep it upright. So when it seems a rich (if not very nice) continental princess might buy it, he's overjoyed—particularly as he's being rooked by the publisher of his sporting memoirs. His daughter Jane comes up trumps in the company of the playwright Joe—but not before engagements are broken and fortunes lost and made. Best known as the creator of Jeeves—the impossibly wise, supremely well-mannered gentleman's gentleman—and Wooster, his unflaggingly affable but bumbling employer, P.G. Wodehouse invokes the very British spirit of a bygone era in a gentle satire that, as Evelyn Waugh puts it, "satisfies the most sophisticated taste and the simplest."